Chu Mo turned his head and glanced at the mature woman beside him; Liu Manli was also staring attentively at him, her eyes clear with no hint of displeasure.
He shifted his gaze away and, with a slight curve of his lips, spoke indifferently,
"You don't seem to be jealous. Shouldn't the average girl make a scene in this situation?"
On the basketball court, the handsome player who had scored another dunk raised his hands high. His teammates gathered around him, everyone looking proud on his behalf.
At that moment, the charming young man couldn't help but turn his attention towards the spectator stands on the outskirts of the basketball court, where Zhou Yuanyuan, the top beauty of the University of Science and Technology, was also watching the game seriously.
As Chu Mo's words fell, the mature woman beside him not only showed no dissatisfaction but responded with a smile,
